Chptr 1- One Hell of a Graduation

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It was a rainy morning, dark as last night and just as cold. You were walking to school in the cold, piercing rain on the last day of school. As you remember, it seems the last day is always shitty in 1889. For the 18 years in your life, it's always been rainy or snowy in London. As soon as soon as you know you're at school for your high school graduation.

No one loved you like your best friend, (y/bf/n). No one loved you in general, you were an orphan living alone in the house your family mysteriously died in. Everybody except you.

Everyday you question why the killer left you alive, you also always felt someone was watching/following you.

-Time skip brought to you by a broken heart-

Finally it was the last hour, graduation hour. You were happy and nervous but ready to leave school and live alone without troubles. -walking off stage- after getting your things, you fall off stage... The stage was high off the ground, about 5ft above the audience.

(I'll be adding more later have a good weekend or week for whenever you read this)

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